Lyrics:
be leaving the scene
But whether or not I get to the top
I'll still be apart of the team
I break on this beat like a spleen
I'm surrounded by fiends
at the Grammy Awards, now top that
Mr. Collipark, keep the money comin in
Puffy don't party like the Ying Yang Twins
Cadillac boy, mack down to the end
Peace,
You can't fix it with a hug
Ying Yang Twin type shit
She yelling
I Ya Ya
She a freak without a friend she gone throw it
I'm a catch
You look stupid
'6-4
That's how we roll, no time for the ying yang
Dogs in my hood still bumpin fo' thangs
It's me, the be -you-double L-E-T, better known
bring the pain
Yeah, I came, that's why I came in the game to do my thang
So whatchu think?
Write my story on the wall, on the wall, on the wall, ah
Ying Yang Twins it the strip hoes motivator
Make the pussy puup if you wanna get to ??lupe??
Now bend over touch your toes
Let me see ya get low
to ya we can have a lot of fun
Shake it like a salt shaker like I am a Ying Yang Twin
All dat ass on you girl you I ain't got no choice to win
All dat ass
down on my name
I’m in the trenches surrounded by gang
Me and ItsLae like Ying and Yang
All of these hoes on my ding-a-ling
and my boy shorts
Now for the freaks in here, it's the remix
Puttin' down with the Ying Yang Twins
Last night I fell in love with an O.G.
He crept up on me
Wu-Tang, I was the new thang
I whisper the shorty ear before Ying Yang
Before Mobb Deep, I am choc it with the beat
Years before Busta, had my first
the time you've finished talkin' bout it, I'll be done done it
Collipark, Bubba Sparxxx
Do the Ying-Yang thang or anythang, I'm just a star
Ms. New
these hoes by my goddamn self. Foreal
Y'all actin like y'all don't remember that Ying Yang twins?
Smoke by myself, Drink by myself, fuck these hoes by my
Verse 2: Baby I'm Bruce Lee, Bruce Wayne, kick this like Kung Fu, Wu Tang, Ying Yang twins or even Liu Kang, Mortal Kombat when the crew swing, get over
sake she takes shots with a boss.
Verse 2: Baby I'm Bruce Lee, Bruce Wayne, kick this shit like Kung Fu, Wu Tang, Ying Yang twins or even Liu Kang,
ying-yang
Killin me with that buh-bullshit, don't be wantin a damn thang
Now correct me if I'm wrong; I love my money
myself my weed but anything else can get
Gotta find the balance
Don't wanna talk too loud
Gotta move in silence
Feel like ying yang
Gotta find the balance
Stand up for your side
Be
a salt shaker, see you now, see you later
Ying Yang Twins, it the strip hoes motivator
Make that pussy poop if you wanna get the loot
Now bend over, touch
got Ying Yang Twins and Mike Jones in the house tonight!
Yo yo
(All these piece)
Collipark and Swishahouse in this bitch
Check it out, yo yo
I'm
the brain and find the Ying, part of the negative there go the Yang
Thinkin they're deep and they're ready to get with the glory thang
Steady the people that
know every word
But you still try to sing
Fallin for you by the second, this is a Lairy thing
Like nobody can touch you, there is no trespassing
I'm
for the Ying Yang Twins
16 bitches in thongs in 1 club
The home of the 5th, redbones and big butts
Game spittin' bitches splitting all on the floor
Fucked up Chingy's song
Afro-mother fuckin-man cant stand no mother fuckin Ying-Yang Twins
I think Lil John and the Eastside Boys is an ignorant,
And it's Mm Mm
And it's gold rings
And I got the gold
And it's
Gold rings nigga, Trinidad James
Fly like
Soul Plane, ghetto twins, ying-yang
Bitches,
ching, I'm in.
Bling my rims I sing they spin,
But my 2 nine M's, they the ying yang twins
Cus they Skeet, Skeet, Skeet, Skeet, from the window
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